A little while ago we took a small break from, “you’ll be locked XX long…” and “you won’t cum for XX days…” and things got very relaxed and unknown and, dare I say, UNFRUSTRATING. It was ok and it was nice not to have to plan things out for a bit but it also made me realize I actually enjoy planning things out. I enjoy knowing what I will be doing next and, even if I decide to change things along the way, having a basic plan for things makes things more comfortable for me and cagedmonkey (I think). A few weeks ago I decided that, as a couple doing the male chastity thing, we needed some good intense D/s feelings. I wanted cagedmonkey to feel a deep sense of my control. With the relaxed unknown there also seemed to be less feeling of control.

To put that sense of control back in full force, I decided to keep cagedmonkey locked 24/7 in his Jail Bird with zero release. I figured a good month would get him in the proper, super horny and submissive mindset. Well it certainly has not taken that long to get his dick to understand as he wrote. I actually love that he is back to being full time horny as fuck and dripping precum!

Not only did I feel we needed some cage time without parole but I knew with the relaxed attitude and everything else going on (ie. Job searching, moving, etc) that the dominance and intensity level were sinking. I think we’ve both felt it. I mean, we both know who’s in charge, but the servicing and pleasing me part was quickly becoming nonexistent. I know why I backed down from the domination and it’s because cagedmonkey was already stressed out enough and, I feared, pushing him might cause some pretty bitchy behavior. I don’t like bitchy behavior.

So the other day, now that hubby’s new job and our new home is settled, I felt it was time to bring back the aggressive, domination. I started using cagedmonkey for my pleasure all day long and utterly frustrating him. His cage was pushing hard away from his body and his cock struggling so hard against the confines of his Jail Bird. I restrained him to the bed and visited very often using his face, caged cock and any other part of his body to get myself off. He was left there all day covered in my cum. He ultimately broke the cuffs that day, so we will have to get another pair that are comfortable enough for him to sleep in and for long term.

It’s been fun bringing back my dominance and letting out my aggressively horny self. I love the way he looks at me when I grab him and take him and get forceful and aggressive. That “holy shit I love this” look in his eye as I do things to him and make him please me just the way I want to be pleased.

I can’t get enough and I look forward to letting more of my natural aggressiveness take over in the coming weeks. I’ve got powerful cravings for power and control and dominance. Hubby has a week off at the end of July, too and I plan to take advantage of his time off work. 🙂

Last night, My Lady and I were spending some time together on the couch before I had to leave for work. I was laying down and ML was laying on top of me. It was insanely comfortable; so comfortable, in fact, that I had to set the alarm on my phone just in case we fell asleep. And we did just that, snoozing for about an hour or so. I set the alarm early enough so I wouldn’t need to scramble to get ready for work. It turned out that I would need to anyway, only because ML found another use for that extra time.

After I got dressed, ML motioned for me to kneel in front of her on the couch. I knelt before her and she began touching my body, running her hands underneath my shirt and caressing my chest. Her fingertips found my nipples and began teasing them with her delicate touch. I couldn’t hold back the sounds of pleasure, and I moaned into ML’s mouth as she leaned down to kiss me. This very often fuels ML’s dominance over me, and this time was no different.

My Lady pushed me down onto the floor, straddled my body, and virtually attacked me in all ways sexually. She kissed my roughly, sucking my tongue deep into her mouth until I could feel the slightly painful tug on my stretched out tongue. She shoved hers deep into my mouth until I nearly gagged. She bit my lip gently, drawing startled yelps from me and driving her further into her sexual frenzy. She was unstoppable, and I didn’t want her to stop!

It felt incredible. I experienced so many conflicting feelings – I was excited that ML was so damn turned on. I was surprised each time she turned up the intensity, and a little shocked each time she caused me a little bit of pain. And I was also somewhat scared of what she would do to me next.

But most of all, I felt like I was being used. My Lady has this sexual energy that she needed to release, and I was her target. It wasn’t about pleasing me, teasing me, or even causing me pain or pleasure. It was about her getting what she needed, and using me to get it. Without even noticing it, I started moaning, “Oh God yes, please use me!” It felt so good to be her sexual plaything and nothing else in that moment.

After ML released the energy she needed to and began to come down from her sexual high, she turned to “cuddle mode” and held me tight against her body. I could feel the change in her body as she transitioned to aftercare. What wasn’t so clear was who needed the aftercare – although she was holding me and telling me she was there for me, I could sense that ML was a little intimidated by her behavior. I made sure to tell her that I was okay, and that it was an amazing experience. I wanted her to know that she did nothing wrong by using me like that. I didn’t want the feelings of guilt that bring on her domme drop to creep in.

And it seemed to work. 🙂 ML was able to avoid the domme drop that sometimes follows an intense scene like that, and her excitement has only grown since then. She told me this morning that hearing me almost beg for her to use me drove her crazy and made her want to use me more.

I can sense her confidence and power growing, even as I sit next to her on the couch. I feel it radiating from her. She has me home all night long tonight, and I can’t even imagine where her newfound intensity will take us.

Let me start this post with a Disclaimer of sorts – We are not a professionals, everything we do I research well and use trial and error and explore carefully. Lady & her lovely CagedMonkey take no responsibility for people being stupid and trying something without learning the dangers. FYI: Erotic Asphyxiation/Breath control can be dangerous. Other than that, enjoy! 🙂

I was talking to a guy the other day who is interested in trying out Breath play – aka Erotic Asphyxiation. So we’re just talking about choking someone, right? No, not really, it’s actually a bit more than that. Just incase there are some kinky folks reading this that are not quite sure what this is all about, let me first, explain what it is.

Erotic Asphyxiation/Breath Control is the intentional restriction of oxygen to the brain for sexual arousal. It is said that, the carotid arteries (on either side of the neck) carry oxygen-rich blood from the heart to the brain. When these are compressed, as in strangulation, the sudden loss of oxygen to the brain can increase feelings of giddiness, lightheadness, and pleasure, all of which will heighten sexual sensations. It’s also stated that, when the brain is deprived of oxygen, it induces a lucid, semi-hallucinogenic state. Combined with orgasm, the rush is said to be no less powerful than cocaine, and highly addictive.

Sounds intense, right? It really is… the part this doesnt describe is how it feels for the person actually causing the restriction of oxygen. In my relationship, I’m the dominant one and I’m the one who likes this and wants to do this. I introduced it to hubby. I restrict oxygen to his brain in a few different ways. I use my big breasts or my stomach to smother him and block his nose and mouth from inhaling. I use my pussy or my ass as well, during facesitting to cut off and control his breathing. Lastly, I choke him or more simply put use both hands at the sides of his neck to push in at his coratids to restrict the blood flow. I do it this way so I do not crush his windpipe.

So in my conversation with this Dom gentleman we got to talking about what he finds hot!
He said, “I’m interested in the choking part. Looking at her face with my hands around her neck and my cock pounding her pussy. To me that very exciting.”

God that sounds hot, I’ve choked hubby and that is so sexy… seeing that fear in his eyes while my hands clenched his throat. When I can see his face it’s awesome, the fear, the glistening of his eyes, the helplessness. I’ve done this once while pegging my hubby “missionary” too, it is such a huge rush and incredibly hot.

With choking… I stay away from the windpipe altogether, instead I push on his coratid arteries on the side of his neck with the side of my hands. It’s so hard to explain, but I wrap my fingers around the side and my thumbs are across his trachea. I push my fingers toward each other, into his neck to push on the arteries and block the flow of blood. I do not push in with my thumbs because that is painful and potentially deadly… you want to cut oxygen not cause actual pain or injury.

When we started this type of play it was trial and error. Once I realized what it did to me, which I’ll explain in a minute, I started researching. Of course, you know this Lady, always researching everything lol. At first I wasnt sure what would cause the wrong kind of pain, where to push etc and cagedmonkey and I set up a little signal depending on what I was doing. He would signal by tapping my butt with a certain rhythm if I was facesitting, a thumbs up giving me the ok to go further or thumbs down to stop if I was choking him.

The first time it happened it didn’t last long, the feelings scared the shit out of me and even caused a huge Domme Drop episode. We talked a lot and I did my research after that we slowly played and built up the length of time I would restrict him. Each time we played I got this huge rush and an extremely drippy wet pussy. The feelings of power are almost overwhelming and I had to take it slow. You can actually SEE the eyes lose focus and glisten when they get right on the edge of consciousness. I can feel a power come over me like a wave. I practically start to chuckle and lose my breath. I get caught up in my own feelings that sometimes I cant let go and instincely squeeze harder. I do try to catch myself before that happens. Cagedmonkey has described it to me as him seeing me kinda getting foggy to him. I can see it happen in his eyes and the thrill is so amazing! I have to be careful because I’m sure bad things could happen if I was to get too lost and forget his life is in my hands. 🙂

This Dom gentleman also asked, “Would fucking her while I sat in a chair and her straddling me with my hand over her mouth and pinching her nose work??”

I think this is something you could manage, but it be better if her back were against something, unless you are wanting her to pull away. When I play with hubby where I am restricting his actual air flow he will start to jerk and instinctively pull away and try gasping. Sometimes he will begin to thrash around and I have to hold my hubby down. So, in my opinion, to really have a good go at this you would want the receiver under you or pinned against something like the back of the couch. Plus, I mean look at the dynamic, how powerful it is to be on top of someone, holding them down, controlling their consciousness.

Again, I want to warn that this is a very delicate thing and you should use extreme caution. Please do not try these things unless you have done some research. Be safe and Enjoy! 🙂

cagedmonkey: A few days ago, My Lady was laying on the couch with me, teasing the cock with her talented mouth, when she began to partake in one of her newfound pleasures – deepthroating me and making herself gag. She looked up at me as she did it, and was she ever beautiful. I reached out to pull her closer to me, and then all of a sudden we both felt the mood change.

At almost the same moment that I began to move my hand up, My Lady guided my hand to the top of her head. I began to slowly push her farther down, forcing her to gag harder on me. She looked up at me and nodded. I needed no further invitation.

The Power Switch had taken effect.

My Lady and I are almost always in an FLR situation, however we do both like to switch every so often; I like to feel what it is like to be in control while she enjoys the feeling of not being responsible for her own actions. Oddly, these urges seem to coincide, as they did on this particular night.

I started my lifting my hips off the couch, sliding my cock deeper into her throat – and it was MY COCK this time. 🙂 She choked and gagged on my thick cock, trying hard not to back off of it but failing to subdue her reflexes. I pushed her down with my hand further, forcing her to take it. When I pulled her mouth off of me, her eyes were watering and drool was pouring out of her mouth onto my cock.

I lifted her up and told her to lie on the couch. Then I got on top of her and shoved my cock inside her tight horny pussy. I fucked her hard; “pounded her pussy” would be a good way to describe it. I talked dirty to her – I called her my fucking slut, asked her how much she loved to be fucked by my big cock, told her to beg for it harder. And she did. When I told her I was going to make her suck her pussy juices off of my cock, she whimpered, “no, please, no Sir.” And so….

(During past attempts at dominating ML, I’ve had trouble with this part – doing something that I want to do that ML says no to. There are some things we’ve talked about that are ABSOLUTELY NO’s that we both agree on, but there are also soft no’s. This was one of them.)

… I pulled out of her dripping wet pussy and, without hesitation, pushed my shiny cock right into her slutty little mouth. I fucked her mouth like she was my whore, because at that moment, she was. I was not her sub, her plaything. She was my fucktoy, to use as I wished.

I continued to fuck her hard, pounding her deep, spanking her ass as I pushed her face into the couch cushions. From the sounds she was making, I could tell she loved every minute of it. And afterwards, I gave My Lady the aftercare that she so badly needed, telling her that I loved her, and that I was so proud of her for letting me use her like that and trusting me to do so. I held her close to me, kissed her softly… and again, she came while we laid there together.

(It’s so awesome when she cums sponatneously like that!!!!)

I was very surprised and proud of myself afterwards. I had never been so dominating with her before. Previously, I was always like, “Yeah, I’m gonna use you… um, if it’s okay with you.” This time I was like, “You’re mine, and I’m fucking you the way I want to… the way I would fuck a dirty little slut, because that is what you are to me right now.” And, even more incredible…. I managed not to cum!!! I so badly wanted to – ML would have looked SOOOO nice with a load of hot cum dripping down her chin onto her tits – but, deep down, I always will be My Lady’s good boy. ML allows me to take control of her in this way, and to show gratitude I will never take advantage of that control to violate our core principles of chastity.

Lady:I’m naturally a dominant person so letting someone have the control over me that I allowed cagedmonkey to have takes an extreme amount of trust. The point is, is that we can have these times of Switching because I, in fact, do trust him. In 14 years he’s learned my limits and knows what is ok and not ok. He knows I know my safe word and trusts me that I will use them.

So the other night when we switched I certainly felt like I was a dirty naughty little slut. I gave him complete control, he forced his cock in my throat and made me gag on it. Grabbed my hair and my head and pulled me on to his cock and I felt like I was being used. Just a hole to be fucked. That night he took more control and forced me to do things he knew I really thought were gross and didn’t want to do… but I did them because he was in control. Making me clean off my own pussy juices and cum from his cock… so dirty. He was in control so I did as I was told, I said “yes, sir” like I was supposed to and took the hard fucking he gave me over and over because he was in control. 🙂

I was extremely proud of myself for giving up my control even for that time and super proud of my hubby for taking it and trusting that I would only take what I could truly handle.

I’m most proud of the fact that my cagedmonkey deep down is so devoted to me and my control over him that he continued to deny himself orgasm. He knew I didn’t want him to cum yet and even in the Dominant role when he could have he didn’t want to disappoint me.

These are some of the reasons I love this man more and more every day! Such a good boy, a respectful, wonderful, amazing, committed boy! My boy! <3